#1,323 Grocery Shopping.

Once a week or so I have to go to the grocery store. And I’m always grateful for the fact that I never have to do this chore by myself. Because Ben’s job is flexible and he loves buying groceries, I have literally never gone grocery shopping by myself since we’ve been together. It’s a little treat to me every time and we keep each other in check so no one leaves with a megapack of brown sugar and cinnamon Pop Tarts that will go uneaten over 6 months. My mother will laugh at this post because my daddy has never ever ever set foot in a grocery store. I doubt he knows where to find one.

But daddy did get an iPhone and a facebook a few days ago, so the grocery store might be next on the list of armageddon-type events that have been occurring.

8 thoughts on “#1,323 Grocery Shopping.”

Your dad got the clothes out of the dryer yesterday, folded them and hung his pants and scrubs in his closet. But, he didn't know where to put my underwear. Get your affairs and souls in order because the end is very near.

iPhone, Facebook, laundry. If he ever agrees to go to NYC with me all the prophecies will have been fulfilled. He recently said he was ready to go anywhere I wanted to go. The end is closer than the world realizes.

My dad never let us have indoor pets when we were growing up, and outdoor pets came only with considerable begging (and only 1 at a time). On Sunday, at his 66th birthday dinner, we laughed because he had 2 dogs snuggled up on his lap.

I’m Erin Napier, co-owner of Laurel Mercantile Co. and Scotsman Co. with my husband, Ben. I’m an artist and he’s a craftsman and we help people moving to our town find and restore old houses on HGTV’s Home Town. In an effort to count my blessings, this journal has documented only the good things that happen on each and every day of my life since January 1, 2010. I am a wife, a daughter, a homebody, a bubble bath lover, a book reader, a sentimental, stressed out, slightly obsessive southerner. Welcome!